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Chapter 483: Another New Research Direction (Please Subscribe)
Sitting in the taxi, Fang Ziye scrolled through his WeChat Moments for a while, then put his phone down, his mind filled with Guo Haichao's words.

"Old Wu once said, what does my reputation, Wu Mengchao's, amount to?"

Fang Ziye opened the short video search interface and found this short video. At that time, Old Wu was already over seventy or eighty years old.

They continue to fight on the front lines of clinical practice, risking their reputations to perform high-risk surgeries.

Fang Ziye shook his head, instantly admitting his inferiority.

At that moment, many thoughts began to form in Fang Ziye's mind, but these thoughts were difficult to put into practice for the time being!
At least Fang Ziye doesn't yet have the experience and resources to do something like this.

From an objective standpoint, I still need to accumulate experience and further solidify my foundation.

People who can openly display their wealth generally have the ability to protect it.

The idea of ​​keeping wealth hidden is a common one.

Some people are rich simply by existing; they don't need to flaunt their wealth to be rich, yet they remain carefree and unrestrained...

The streetlights outside the car window swayed, and shadows flickered between the light and shadow, occasionally flashing before Fang Ziye's eyes.

Fang Ziye didn't dwell on the matter in the end. After taking a taxi back to the hospital, he went back to his department first. Finding the department peaceful, he then stumbled to the bed in the chief inpatient office, lay down without taking a shower.

On September 2nd, Fang Ziye didn't get up until almost 8:30.

After getting up in a daze, Fang Ziye rubbed his eyes, then looked at the alarm clock which was still going off at 8:30, and couldn't help but shake his head.

I slept so soundly that I didn't even wake up from my alarm.

After getting up quickly, Fang Ziye took his toiletries and clean clothes from the inpatient general office and headed to the doctor's office restroom.

After taking a shower, washing my face, brushing my teeth, rinsing my face, shaving, and doing other things, it was already 8:50.

Lan Tianluo walked out of the doctor's office and asked Fang Ziye, who was drying his hair, "Senior brother, you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"

"Shall we go downstairs to eat together later?"

"Tianluo, you haven't eaten yet either?" Fang Ziye tilted his head and rubbed his hair with his hand.

With his short hair, it only takes him about 10 or 20 seconds to blow-dry it until it's half-dry, and after rubbing it a few times, it'll probably be almost completely dry.

"Ah."

"I was waiting for you to order takeout together, but you didn't wake up. Then I heard the alarm clock and knew you must have come back very late yesterday."

After saying that, Lan Tianluo checked the time again: "It's almost nine o'clock, senior brother."

Nine o'clock on weekends is the regular time for ward rounds.

"Yeah, it's the weekend today."

"By the way, Tianluo, how's the plan you had me work out for developing different rehabilitation programs for different patients?"

"Let me see it then," Fang Ziye said.

"Still being organized, senior! This design and modeling is quite complex," Lan Tianluo replied.

"Modeling?" Fang Ziye unplugged the hairdryer and asked as he led Lan Tianluo into the general inpatient office to get an iced drink.

"Yes, rehabilitation training can also be modeled. If we can read the patient's CT and MRI results, we can reconstruct the damaged muscles and fracture conditions."

"However, this system is a bit complicated and requires the cooperation of a large company."

"The information you sent me last time, senior, requires me to consult a lot of information each time, just for a single patient. I think that's a bit too inefficient."

"If we can build this reconstruction system, then by inputting which muscles need to be focused on training, we can see its operating mode very intuitively and in three dimensions..."

“Senior, if that’s the case, our previous fracture classification model can also be applied. This is definitely a very big clinical topic.”

"The rehabilitation department will be happy to pay for it then..."

"It's not unreasonable for us trauma surgeons to work on rehabilitation training for the limbs, since rehabilitation is one of the three major principles of fracture treatment."

Fang Ziye: "..."

Well, Fang Ziye originally only wanted to write an article, but when he got to Lan Tianluo, he had already set his sights on creating a device and a system to thoroughly evaluate the rehabilitation modules of each patient.

"Tianluo, what would you like to eat?" Fang Ziye asked.

Lan Tianluo's relationship with Fang Ziye is actually a bit complicated. They are fellow disciples, and can also be described as teacher and friend.

Many of Fang Ziye's current achievements are inextricably linked to Lan Tianluo; it can be said that Lan Tianluo saved Fang Ziye a lot of time.

Similarly, Lan Tianluo's excellence and the speed of progress in medicine are fundamentally related to Fang Ziye.

Furthermore, perhaps because of Luo Tingzhu, Lan Tianluo's relationship with Fang Ziye will surpass that with anyone else.

At first, Lan Tianluo's closeness to Fang Ziye might have been unrelated to Luo Tingzhu, but that's how it turned out later.

However, now, Lan Tianluo estimates that his relationship with Fang Ziye is not just through Luo Tingzhu, but also because Fang Ziye provides many ideas, thoughts and theories.

It amazed everyone, and also won Lan Tianluo's complete respect.

"Senior brother, I already have an appointment for noon," Lan Tianluo said with a smile.

Fang Ziye countered, "Is it the same senior sister I met in Enshi before?"

Lan Tianlu shook his head, chuckling as he grabbed his drink, "It's not that one."

Fang Ziye immediately gave Lan Tianlu a thumbs up.

"Be careful, don't get scammed." Fang Ziye said as he attached his name tag to his white coat and put on the short-sleeved white coat.

Lan Tianluo took a swig of coffee from a bottle and said, "Senior brother, don't worry about this, you shouldn't be fooled."

"By the way, senior brother, are you really going to the hand surgery department in October?" Lan Tianluo asked, somewhat uninterested.

In his opinion, it would be too boring if Fang Ziye wasn't in the same department as him.

"Yes, there should be a lot of changes in the departments in October. Professor Liu and I will probably be going to the hand surgery department for a while."

“At that time, Wu Xuanqi and Nie Mingxian will both leave, and most of the pressure on the trauma surgery department will probably fall on you and your master.”

"However, don't worry, Professor Deng Yong has been working tirelessly in clinical and animal laboratories for a long time now..."

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianluo's expression turned serious, and he said in a solemn tone, "Yes, Professor Deng trains for more hours every day than I do, and he performs a lot of surgeries."

"It is quite remarkable that Professor Deng could achieve this at his age."

Deng Yong is almost fifty years old. At fifty, one should know one's destiny. At his age, with his current achievements and strength, he could have long ago enjoyed a peaceful old age.

His skills surpass those of 99% of trauma surgeons nationwide. From any angle, he can choose to lie flat and no longer pursue breakthroughs.

"It's all about teaching by example; you learn slowly. Anyone who can become a professor has something admirable about them."

Fang Ziye buttoned up the last button of his shirt, straightened his collar, and then took Lan Tianluo to the doctor's office to begin Sunday rounds. After the rounds, Fang Ziye waited for Lan Tianluo for a while until she changed his dressing and processed the doctor's orders before the two of them went to have breakfast.

Fang Ziye was having a proper breakfast, while Lan Tianluo was more like a snack for morning tea, mainly to facilitate chatting.

After the meal, Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo went to a coffee shop to continue their conversation.

After ordering in a private room at the coffee shop with a minimum spending requirement, Fang Ziye and Lan Tianlu each took out their laptops.

Fang Ziye said, "Tingzhu is coming over for lunch later. You don't have a date today, do you?"

Lan Tianluo was delighted to hear this: "Senior brother, it's alright. We can have dinner together tonight. I also want to talk to you about some modeling-related issues."

"After I finish talking about my lower limbs, I'll go and discuss things with the company's technical management."

Lan Tianluo had been waiting for quite a while to be able to have dinner with Luo Tingzhu.

Of course, what makes Lan Tianluo even happier is that he can use his own hands to help patients avoid pain.

"Hmm, Tianluo, have you discussed your collaboration with the medical company with your master?"

"How will the ownership and usage rights of this patent be allocated then?" Fang Ziye asked another question.

Lan Tianluo said, "My master knows about this, but he doesn't know much about such things. I have some knowledge of it."

"My master entrusted this matter to me. As for ownership, it naturally belongs to our team. We provide the core technology, including professional data analysis, which we are also responsible for."

"The company definitely has priority in using the product, and we can't just use people and then kick them out."

"Don't worry, senior brother, I won't give them the core data..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye said, "I'm afraid we can't beat them."

For a team to try to outmaneuver a company is simply asking for trouble.

"But cooperation between enterprises and universities is an inevitable trend."

"We can only wait and see how things go in the future," Lan Tianluo couldn't give a definite answer.

He's not very old, so he doesn't have much social experience.

The conversation between the two quickly turned to relatively professional topics. Based on the previous modeling of fracture classification, adding modeling of muscles was actually relatively simple.

There is at least one template for the substrate, but as anatomy states, due to the variability in individual anatomical structures, the actual muscle tissue of the human body varies to some extent from the average.

Given these differences, it is necessary to tailor the approach to each individual.

Of course, current 3D printing technology is gradually approaching maturity, and if you have the money, you can even design 3D printed prostheses.

The technique of reconstructing a patient's bones and tissues based on MRI and CT imaging results has gradually become mature.

Future rehabilitation guidance will become increasingly intuitive.

Eleven forty.

Luo Tingzhu's phone call to Fang Ziye interrupted their conversation. However, after Fang Ziye answered, Lan Tianluo circled and starred the content of their discussion in her notes.

We can finish discussing what we didn't finish this morning in the afternoon.

……

Luo Tingzhu didn't need Fang Ziye to pick her up; instead, she rode her bicycle from the hospital entrance to Han Street.

Wearing a white spaghetti strap dress and light pink high heels, Luo Tingzhu looked fresh and carefree.

Moreover, there were electric bikes scanning QR codes as soon as I stepped out, so there were no sweat stains.

After parking the car, she tidied her hair a little and looked at Lan Tianluo: "Are you sure you can handle going to eat grilled fish later?"

A native of Yushi, the king of spicy food.

Lan Tianluo is from Henan Province and doesn't eat spicy food much.

Fortunately, Lan Tianluo's father was a native of Yushi and had some experience with chili peppers.

Lan Tianlu subconsciously touched her stomach: "It's okay, Senior Sister."

"Then let's go eat at Flaming Mountain later..." Luo Tingzhu said deliberately.

Flaming Mountain is a grilled fish flavor made of piled-up red peppers, which scared Lan Tianluo so much that his face turned pale.

Of course, Luo Tingzhu only scared Lan Tianluo a little, and later changed it to green pepper tofu flavor...

After hearing Fang Ziye and Lan Tianluo's discussion, Luo Tingzhu said, "Senior brother, could you make this modeling a little more detailed?"

"For example, like 3Dbody, adding the shape of blood vessels and nerves makes it easier to learn."

Nerve blocks in the Department of Anesthesiology rely on the anatomical course of nerves. Luo Tingzhu is currently just entering this field, and she feels there is still much to improve upon.

However, opportunities to learn basic anatomy are extremely rare.

Fang Ziye understood Luo Tingzhu's meaning and said, "Your idea is good, but this system cannot be mixed with other purposes at the moment."

"Don't bite off more than you can chew; clinical anesthesia is the best teacher and practice material."

“Tingzhu, I think you could apply to the hospital for a special surgical license to occasionally participate in surgeries. That should also greatly improve your anesthesia skills.”

“Go and apply to the hospital. The medical affairs department should consider it on a case-by-case basis. Professor Deng and my mentor Yuan Weihong will definitely have no objections to you performing the surgery in the trauma surgery department.”

Fang Ziye felt that this rehabilitation system was not suitable for Luo Tingzhu's studies, so he rejected Luo Tingzhu's suggestion.

Luo Tingzhu nodded upon hearing this: "Actually, if I don't perform surgery for a long time, I feel a bit wasted, but if I keep performing surgery, I feel like I don't have enough strength."

Luo Tingzhu is, after all, a girl. Among the patients in trauma surgery, there are quite a few who weigh over 200 pounds. When you perform surgery, you have to change their position.

You can ask for help once or twice, but you can't ask for help your whole life.

Moreover, trauma surgery involves long hours, unlike anesthesiology which has shift work. You might be performing surgery on the operating table the whole time.

Luo Tingzhu's stamina naturally couldn't keep up.

Upon hearing this, Lan Tianluo changed the subject, saying, "Senior sister, if surgery isn't an option, you could look into the after-sales service. I seem to remember that your anesthesiology department has a corresponding pain management clinic."

"Just like my senior, now that you want to package all the surgical 'after-sales' services for trauma surgery, you can also adjust to the pain relief field of the pain management department."

"I recently visited the oncology ward and found that some patients with advanced cancer were very pitiful."

"Euthanasia is not permitted under our country's laws, but if we can make their final journey more comfortable and pleasant, that would be a good deed."

“I originally wanted to develop in this direction, but now I find that I don’t have enough energy. Just this kind of damage and functional reconstruction surgery is enough for me to continue to digest for several more years…”

(End of this chapter)